Christmas In the Air
The wait is over
Northern wind whistles carol
Christmas in the air.
My
Mind floats
Feather light
Like butterfly
Collects the colors, the scents of flowers,
Fills the cornucopia to the brim
I offer Him
With my soul
Full of
Joy.
The lights would drive the darkness away
The stars would descend when we’ll pray.
From my cornucopia I’ll spill happy time
Make your hearts sink in festive rhyme.
October 25, 2017.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2017
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